Chapter 2

Vance brought it up one night in bed.

We had just used the last of the bulk condoms I'd insisted on buying.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he pulled me close, his kisses trailing along my skin as he murmured,

"Sophie, let's have a baby."

I was already dizzy from his touch, but that jolted me right back to reality.

Have a child for the villain?

He was facing financial ruin. I didn't want a child growing up without a father.

Feeling him press forward, I put a hand on his chest, "Don't," I blurted out.

He was patient, nuzzling my collarbone, his voice rough, "Why not?"

I couldn't tell the truth, so I made up a reason on the spot,"Because I don't want children. I never have."

"Let's just be happy together, the two of us. Please don't ask this of me, okay?"

Vance ran a hand through my hair, glancing down at his own obvious predicament with a frustrated smile. "Alright, I won't force you."

"I'll have more condoms delivered. We'll continue then."

Even after my rejection, he was incredibly gentle that night, always checking in, always making sure I was okay.

"You mentioned wanting that two-hundred-thousand-dollar bag a few days ago. I had it bought for you."

"And I got you a couple of gold necklaces. If you think they're gaudy, just toss them. I'll find you something better."

He whispered this between fervent kisses, his skin damp with sweat.

The care he showed was almost unbearable.

So considerate I almost felt like I was falling for him.

I gritted my teeth, forcefully suppressing that thought.

Ever since arriving in this world, I had tried to alter the original plot.

But I discovered it was pointless, the plot was set in stone.

In other words, Vance's downfall was his destiny.

I refused to fall in love with a tragic figure and share his ruin.

I consistently played the role of the mistress, staying by Vance's side for a full three years.

Right on schedule, just like the book said, the male lead destroyed him, amd Vance lost everything.

Before I could even suggest we part ways, he beat me to it.

He took the expensive watch from his wrist and pressed it into my hand.

"Sell it. It should be worth something."

Then he gave me a debit card,"After settling all the debts, there's $1907.68 left inside. It's all yours." "Sophie, it's over. You're free." Even broke like this, he gave me the last scraps he had. That was way too considerate. In the original book, Vance's storyline just faded to black after bankruptcy, hinting only at a tragic end.